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Ciggerete Burns

She walks on clouds
But that means nothing to me
She could walk on railroad tracks
I could care less
I’m sick of running towards the mound
And scratching my knees
I’m sick of feeling so black
And feeling so unblessed
My heart is cold; I wish someone would save me
Before it freezes over

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Kelsey B. 23 January 2007

who cares if there are miss spellings. it was great ray.

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Michael Gale 08 May 2006

There are many mis-spellings in this fine good poem.(chocking should be spelled choking) there burning away like a cigarett should be(they're burning away like a cigarett) . Dear Mr. Mesa-This poem is excellent, except for the spelling-this poem ie really good. God bless and best regards-Mike Gale.

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